A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born at

who picked

with windows that had a Light green wooden

feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while

if an individual was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the

looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital gown

had almost

He had lived

a glass of water and medicine

to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in a

like he had not heard

outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It

when

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would cook your favorite meat

also her favorite food,”

moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and

heard this, he began to fumble in his pocket

stopped

had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at

better not call her,”

give Cecilia

sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and

“Please take your medicine.

to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have

him and swallowed them without

the bed, and a nurse came in to help put on

Mark

grip on his phone got weaker

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it was

gave birth to Alexis. He

had almost given

had lived two months longer

with a glass of water and

medicine,” Peter reminded

like he had not

stood there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very lively at

when he heard

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs.

also her favorite food,”

say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

this, he began to

then, he stopped

did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at

call her,” he said

didn’t have to give

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water

“Please take your medicine.

buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste

from him and swallowed

on the bed, and a nurse came

she was done, Mark looked

phone got weaker and weaker until he

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was still

behavior was much like that

look at him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when

Cecilia in

stroked his face, saying, “Mark,

point, Mark

of the hospital room were white, just like

gently closed his

needed to have

cold all over his body. He felt

probably gone to buy the pumpkin pies

nurse was in the

home. He missed his

missed those wisteria flowers in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on

he couldn’t change

never give up as

hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would never

determined to stay strong and fight his

it

he sat up on the bed and started to make paper

grew up. The plane would be so fast that

go there

silly boy. Mark’s pale fingers trembled as

came back to the

a snowstorm on his way, so he

I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a

planes Mark

neatly arranged the paper planes and

some of

only actually took a Little

not more

it in his mouth, he put

his eyes and

go back home and have a

Angela’s Library

Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark

ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call from

around 4 a.m.

little upset when he looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or

it. Maybe Edwin misses you,”

broke into

silly boy,” he

Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

voice sounded a

“Cecilia gave birth to a

a girl that

phone trembled so violently that

brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses

Mark closed his eyes.

you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

another brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope you survive

the emotional entanglement

first half of his life. He didn’t deserve

Mark sniffed and put down

of the call, he never even

standing in the room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed

“What happened?” he asked.

silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl. She’s been named

and he did a fist

said with a

a good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia

agreement and began to stroke one of the paper

fly back home to see

Angela’s Library

a glance would

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